‘No, yer Riverence, but I’ve been married.’
‘Well, that’s all the same,’ says St. Peter; ‘Come in!’
At this, the first arrival taking heart of grace, advanced again, and says he:
‘Plaze yer Riverence, I’ve been married twice!’
‘Away wid ye! Away wid ye!’ says St. Peter: ‘Heaven is no place for fools!’”
When, some years since, a coalition was talked of between the New York World, the Times, and the Herald, the Tribune remarked that, after all, it would be nothing new; it was only the old story of “the world, the flesh, and the devil.”
In 1871, when the French President was undecided and inactive, in the face of all the frightful dangers that threatened the nation, some wit quoted at him the well known verse from Tennyson:
“Thiers! Idle Thiers! We know not what you mean!”